your father's gone a-hunting
he's deep in the forest so wild
and he cannot take his wife with him
he cannot take his child
your father's gone a-hunting
in the quicksand and the clay
and a woman cannot follow him
although she knows the way
your father's gone a-hunting
through the silver and the glass
where only greed can enter
but spirit, spirit cannot pass
your father's gone a-hunting
for the beast we'll never cannot bind
and he leaves a baby sleeping
and his blessings all behind
your father's gone a-hunting
and he's lost his lucky charm
and he's lost the guardian heart
that keeps the hunter from the harm
your father's gone a-hunting
he asked me to say goodbye
and he warned me not to stop him
i wouldn't, i wouldn't even try |